ITNES I - An Epoch of Change
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Braves on the Warpath
to: Hunacac
from: Nihon
We would be happy to begin trade with you.
from: Nihon
We would be happy to begin trade with you.
"Agreed" to both Olmecia (5 year) and Nihon.
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Just one sunny summerday near the shores of Gibraltar..
"All my life has been leading to this."
Imperator Leo Diocomes was standing on the dock of his Flag Juggernaught. It was sailing along the waves of the Transpoenic Sea that was glittering from the warm, glowing sunshine. The word had reached Burebistatuza - the eastern side of the Gibraltar straight, the key to the Two-Sea Basin, was under Dacoillyrian control. Now, his flagship was heading there. He wanted to see it with his own eyes.
"Are we close?" asked High Priest Molonik who was standing there with Leo. Altough he knew the answer to the question, as he saw seaguls flying over the ship. Seaguls never flew far from the shores.
"Yes, we should be able to see our first ships soon. It will be a dream come true. But at what price.."
This remark confused Molonik and he was about to ask what Leo ment, when suddenly he saw something that made him focus his attention elsewhere.
"Leo, what are those dots?" he asked.
"Those dots are our ships. And there are many of them.."
Leo was right; it was the entire Imperial Fleet standing outside of Gibraltar in all its glory. No-one was there challenging it, no-one was there driving it away. Neither of the men had never really believed they could see this sight during their lifetime. And as the ship closed in, the bigger the dots started to look. They formed into ships. Big ships (like the Imperial Juggernaughts), and smaller regular ships. There were Cimberlandian ships and Lucan ships, but mostly there were Dacoillyrian ships. Alltogether allmost two hundred of them.
"Wow", was all Molonik could say.
"I know, I have never seen this many ships in one place."
"I don't think anyone has."
The two men stood quietly in awe for a few seconds as the sight dazzled their minds. If they ever had feared that Carthage would be able to force its ships back to the Mediterranean from the Atlantic, all doubts were now vanished. There was no way anyone could sail through the GIbraltar ever again without their approval.
"Leo, what did you mean when you said that there was a price to be paid for this?" asked Molonik.
"Ahh I don't know, its just that.. when you look at me, heck when everyone looks at me, all they see is this hard-bargaining politican who believes that cause always justifies the means. But when I look myself in the mirror, quess what I see, Molonik?"
"You don't see the hard-bargaining politician?"
"Sure I do! Of course I do, that is what I am. The problem is, I also see something else. There is a human side in me as well you know.."
"Leo! What are you talking about? Of course there is a human side in all of us, that shouldn't be a problem!"
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"But it is, Molonik, it is! I see two things, two different persons when I look in the mirror, and those persons argue all the time.. one is the politician, Imperator Leo Diocomes I, the other is the human, everyone's good pal Leo. And the human-Leo tells me that it is wrong to pursue dreams when they cause damage to other people. I mean, how can we justify this? We betrayed a good friend and a loyal ally, for what? Peace of land, a few bucks? What are we, traitors and sell-outs? And it gets worse when you look into it, for DIE betraying Carthage are just two institutionalized systems, bureaucratic machines, fighting each other. But let me ask you this: what sense does it make that we must kill hundreds if not thousands of innocent people only so that our institutionalized system will make us slightly more money through trading, and get slightly more powerful compared to other nations? We could survive and live in harmony even if we hadn't attacked Carthage. This sight you are looking right now is so mind-dazzling, so awesome, so undescribingly beautiful, and yet.. so futile. When you think of how we have sold our moral backbone, it appears to be.. so unnecessary."
"But Leo! This has been your dreaming ever since you came to power! Wasn't it you who said: 'all means are justified that are effective'? Wasn't it!"
"Yes it was. It has been my motto during this whole time. Do you believe in destiny? I do. But I do not think that an outer force decides our destiny. We decided, maybe with a little direction from High God Zalmoxis, but still... I didn't know beforehand that we'd betray Carthage, but when the chance came, it was too logical not to do it when taken my motto into account. This betrayal was an effective way to get control of the Mediterranean, therefore it was a justified way. Ever since I first said those words out loud - how long has it been, 15 years? - I destined, no, I doomed us to find ourselves from this situation. And furthermore, I doomed thousands of peoples to meet their destiny.
"A politican mustn't allow his human side to speak much, huh?" said Molonik, who, as a man of faith and religion, understood Leo's words all too well. "You know, the world loses a great philosopher in you", he added.
Leo didn't respond, he just gazed at the douzens of ships guarding the Gibraltar. It was, indeed, a breathtaking sight.
It was a dream come true.
"All my life has been leading to this."
Imperator Leo Diocomes was standing on the dock of his Flag Juggernaught. It was sailing along the waves of the Transpoenic Sea that was glittering from the warm, glowing sunshine. The word had reached Burebistatuza - the eastern side of the Gibraltar straight, the key to the Two-Sea Basin, was under Dacoillyrian control. Now, his flagship was heading there. He wanted to see it with his own eyes.
"Are we close?" asked High Priest Molonik who was standing there with Leo. Altough he knew the answer to the question, as he saw seaguls flying over the ship. Seaguls never flew far from the shores.
"Yes, we should be able to see our first ships soon. It will be a dream come true. But at what price.."
This remark confused Molonik and he was about to ask what Leo ment, when suddenly he saw something that made him focus his attention elsewhere.
"Leo, what are those dots?" he asked.
"Those dots are our ships. And there are many of them.."
Leo was right; it was the entire Imperial Fleet standing outside of Gibraltar in all its glory. No-one was there challenging it, no-one was there driving it away. Neither of the men had never really believed they could see this sight during their lifetime. And as the ship closed in, the bigger the dots started to look. They formed into ships. Big ships (like the Imperial Juggernaughts), and smaller regular ships. There were Cimberlandian ships and Lucan ships, but mostly there were Dacoillyrian ships. Alltogether allmost two hundred of them.
"Wow", was all Molonik could say.
"I know, I have never seen this many ships in one place."
"I don't think anyone has."
The two men stood quietly in awe for a few seconds as the sight dazzled their minds. If they ever had feared that Carthage would be able to force its ships back to the Mediterranean from the Atlantic, all doubts were now vanished. There was no way anyone could sail through the GIbraltar ever again without their approval.
"Leo, what did you mean when you said that there was a price to be paid for this?" asked Molonik.
"Ahh I don't know, its just that.. when you look at me, heck when everyone looks at me, all they see is this hard-bargaining politican who believes that cause always justifies the means. But when I look myself in the mirror, quess what I see, Molonik?"
"You don't see the hard-bargaining politician?"
"Sure I do! Of course I do, that is what I am. The problem is, I also see something else. There is a human side in me as well you know.."
"Leo! What are you talking about? Of course there is a human side in all of us, that shouldn't be a problem!"
,
"But it is, Molonik, it is! I see two things, two different persons when I look in the mirror, and those persons argue all the time.. one is the politician, Imperator Leo Diocomes I, the other is the human, everyone's good pal Leo. And the human-Leo tells me that it is wrong to pursue dreams when they cause damage to other people. I mean, how can we justify this? We betrayed a good friend and a loyal ally, for what? Peace of land, a few bucks? What are we, traitors and sell-outs? And it gets worse when you look into it, for DIE betraying Carthage are just two institutionalized systems, bureaucratic machines, fighting each other. But let me ask you this: what sense does it make that we must kill hundreds if not thousands of innocent people only so that our institutionalized system will make us slightly more money through trading, and get slightly more powerful compared to other nations? We could survive and live in harmony even if we hadn't attacked Carthage. This sight you are looking right now is so mind-dazzling, so awesome, so undescribingly beautiful, and yet.. so futile. When you think of how we have sold our moral backbone, it appears to be.. so unnecessary."
"But Leo! This has been your dreaming ever since you came to power! Wasn't it you who said: 'all means are justified that are effective'? Wasn't it!"
"Yes it was. It has been my motto during this whole time. Do you believe in destiny? I do. But I do not think that an outer force decides our destiny. We decided, maybe with a little direction from High God Zalmoxis, but still... I didn't know beforehand that we'd betray Carthage, but when the chance came, it was too logical not to do it when taken my motto into account. This betrayal was an effective way to get control of the Mediterranean, therefore it was a justified way. Ever since I first said those words out loud - how long has it been, 15 years? - I destined, no, I doomed us to find ourselves from this situation. And furthermore, I doomed thousands of peoples to meet their destiny.
"A politican mustn't allow his human side to speak much, huh?" said Molonik, who, as a man of faith and religion, understood Leo's words all too well. "You know, the world loses a great philosopher in you", he added.
Leo didn't respond, he just gazed at the douzens of ships guarding the Gibraltar. It was, indeed, a breathtaking sight.
It was a dream come true.
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DIPLO
From DIE
To Mediterranean nations, and nations willing to trade in the Mediterranean:
During these unstable times, we need to ensure that the trading in Mediterranean will continue to flourish despite the fact that it remains a militaristically boiling area. Therefore, we have decided to form a Mediterranean Trading League to ensure this:
From DIE
To Mediterranean nations, and nations willing to trade in the Mediterranean:
During these unstable times, we need to ensure that the trading in Mediterranean will continue to flourish despite the fact that it remains a militaristically boiling area. Therefore, we have decided to form a Mediterranean Trading League to ensure this:
MEDITERRANEAN TRADE LEAGUE
(Notice: this is the edited and - for the time being - final version of the League Charter.)
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Nations of Mediterranean! Up until now, all trade pacts in history have been created to increase trading on certain economic area. We want to take this to a new level.
Nations of Mediterranean, and nations willing to trade in the Mediterranean! It is time to create a pact which doens't only increase the trading in this area, but also controls it! For during these unstable times we cannot allow rogue nations such as Carthage's allies take our money with their trading.
Nations of Mediterranean! Carthage is no longer the controlling power of the Two-Sea Basin. Now, we must ensure that Carthage's heritage is spread equally to those nations deserving it. Therefore, a league must be set up to ensure that the trading in Mediterranean can be controlled - so all members of the league can get their equal share of Mediterranean trading!
Articles of this League are as follows:
#1: In order to ensure the continuation of mutual economic strenght, all member nations of the League agree to constantly trade with all and every members of the League. This should soon make the Two-Sea Basin one of the most important economic area in the world, making us all richer!
#2: The principle of favouritism: In order to ensure that Mediterranean area will grow as a trading area, nations promise to constantly favor members of this league in trading (as opposed to trading with rogue Mediterranean nations). This favouring will ensure that rogue nations will not manage to become wealthier with our money.
#3: In order to ensure the strenght of this league, League members will not commence trade with rogue Mediterranean nations, i.e. those Mediterranean nations who aren't part of the League.
#4: All nations willing to join the league must be allowed to do so unless there are some very good reasons. Militaristic and safety reasons are such reasons, thats why Carthage's allies cannot be allowed to enter the League until they denounce all their ties to Carthage.
#5: Nations not having a shore by the Mediterranean are automatically allowed to trade in the area (unless stated otherweise) without demands of favouritism, as long as they trade with the nations of the League.
NATIONS ACCEPTED INTO THE LEAGUE:
DIE
Luca
Cimberland
Gaul (as soon as they will find a way to get their trading vessels into the Mediterranean area)
Phoenicia
NATIONS IN PERMANENT BAN:
Carthage
TO NATIONS WILLING TO APPLY FOR ENTRANCE:
Contact us. If you aren't currently doing any wrong to any of us, and if you aren't closely tied with Carthage, then you will most likely be welcomed to make your own fortune from the riches of Mediterranean!
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From DIE
To Nortugal and Egypt:
We believe that you'd both want your fair share of the Mediterranean trading. We are more than happy to let you continue trading in the Mediterranean, but in order to do so (i.e. in order to get accepted into the league), we hope that you will publically denounce your alliance with Carthage and break all ties with them. The choice is yours; will you get in to the riches of the economic area, or will you suffer terrible economic damage from not being a part of this.
To Nortugal and Egypt:
We believe that you'd both want your fair share of the Mediterranean trading. We are more than happy to let you continue trading in the Mediterranean, but in order to do so (i.e. in order to get accepted into the league), we hope that you will publically denounce your alliance with Carthage and break all ties with them. The choice is yours; will you get in to the riches of the economic area, or will you suffer terrible economic damage from not being a part of this.
MjM
Deity
From Egypt
To DIE
We will not join that pact at this point in time, and we are quite disturbed by you threatening to cut off trade with non-pact members.
To DIE
We will not join that pact at this point in time, and we are quite disturbed by you threatening to cut off trade with non-pact members.
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From DIE
To Egypt:
We understand that you are disturbed, and we hope that we will get to explain the principles of this League more to you later on private conversations, I'm sure you will then come to realize why it is a good thing for you.
To Egypt:
We understand that you are disturbed, and we hope that we will get to explain the principles of this League more to you later on private conversations, I'm sure you will then come to realize why it is a good thing for you.
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Beep Beep
erez87 said:
To Nortugal
From Dukunnugeya
Given the distance between us one would assume peaceful trade would be the rule. This is the southern end of the world, travel further into Virulhaka's domain and his sword of storms would strike you asunder. However there are lands further to the east and north and we wish you luck for if you want to venture further.
Trade is most welcome, and all the goods of asia can be found in our markets for your pleasure. We will grant you free access to them as well, and permit your ships to pass unhindered, though we do ask one boon of you - ignore all Aryavartan traders you find west of Dukunnugeya, for they are foolish and agressive interlopers in our domains. By all means, trade with them in their home ports in india, but calling at their outpost in Iriyatiativa (The Dukunnugeyan name for the Nambian desert), or allowing their ships to dock at yours will invite our ire...
Onto more philosophical things, rumours reach us of your love for rationality, our Sangist philosophers would greatly desire to speak with your Scholars, doubtless you have much to teach us, and we much we could teach you. I doubt the narrowminded and god-bothered Ayravartans would be interested in such exchanges however.
OCC: I'm happy with you getting to name the new world erez, but for petes sake pick something more inspiring
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Beep Beep
@Dacoillyria:
Is it possible to put some sort of "associate" member clause? For nations who are not on the mediterrian, but trade at the Sile canal region, whereby neutrality is pledged in all mediterrean power struggles, and we are allowed free trade at the sile canal, but don't have to do more. Might I also add that by cutting out asian and african goods you are drastically reducing the most profitable trade available to you.
Is it possible to put some sort of "associate" member clause? For nations who are not on the mediterrian, but trade at the Sile canal region, whereby neutrality is pledged in all mediterrean power struggles, and we are allowed free trade at the sile canal, but don't have to do more. Might I also add that by cutting out asian and african goods you are drastically reducing the most profitable trade available to you.
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ooo:It's inspiring for me 
The dream of the Nortuguese coming true. A new Portugal! got anything better for a Nortuguese?
to Dukunnugeya
Virulhaka. Who is this man? and how could he create storms?
We understand about the Aryavartan problem...
And yes, an exchange of knowledge would be most welcome indeed.
So it is agreed than, We shall begin trade and create a pact to exchange knowledge. Shall we call it Tissapura accrods.
The dream of the Nortuguese coming true. A new Portugal! got anything better for a Nortuguese?to Dukunnugeya
Virulhaka. Who is this man? and how could he create storms?
We understand about the Aryavartan problem...
And yes, an exchange of knowledge would be most welcome indeed.
So it is agreed than, We shall begin trade and create a pact to exchange knowledge. Shall we call it Tissapura accrods.
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From DIE
To Dukunnugeia:
We do not want to cut Asians off from the Mediterranean, anyone is allowed to join the Pact and get in to the Mediterranean trading business, even if they lived away from the sea. We just want to make Mediterranean a more important economic area.
To Dukunnugeia:
We do not want to cut Asians off from the Mediterranean, anyone is allowed to join the Pact and get in to the Mediterranean trading business, even if they lived away from the sea. We just want to make Mediterranean a more important economic area.
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What about nation at the black sea, aka me 
From: Bulgar Onoghur Empire
To: DacoIllyrian Empire
We formally apply for membership within this league. There may have been bad blood in the history between our two nations, but there is no reason to let that affect the present.
From: Bulgar Onoghur Empire
To: DacoIllyrian Empire
We formally apply for membership within this league. There may have been bad blood in the history between our two nations, but there is no reason to let that affect the present.
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But now that I think of it, it would be wise to divide nations into Mediterranean nations who'd conduct favouritism by the sea, and then to non-Mediterranean nations who could, as you said, be an associate member and be allowed to trade in the mediterranean without any demands of favouritism..
The spring sun was rising over the tops of the mighty evergreens, shining so brightly that it hurt the eyes even when not directly looking at it, as if overjoyed by the turn of the year and trying to catch up with all the light it could not shed during the darker months. Birds of all colors and sizes greeted the new day with a cacophony of sounds, rivalling the sun itself with their happiness, praising the turn of the year with their song.
Two squirrels were racing each other up and down a mighty pine tree trunk, up and down, constantly staying opposite one another while still trying to catch their opponent in the game unawares. The silent man on the ground below leisurely watched their game for a while, up and down, up and down again, before returning his eyes to the by now far too familiar view in the valley below him. What a fitting analogy, he thought grimly. The squirrels are mock-fighting over trivialities, little things that will shrink to insignificance when the eagle decides to strike from above. And even as we know this and laugh at them, we are no different.
In the early morning the scene below was just coming to life, the clamor of hammers and saws drifting up the valley slope mingled with the sounds of voices, shouting and laughing in the merriment a beautiful spring day inevitably brings. Yet the man watching was not merry, nor content. The scene below was but one of many such scenes, or so he was told. Down in the valley, along the banks of the river just before its final meandering towards the sea, were some of the finest fishing grounds of his people, or used to be in any case. Before the strangers.
At first, back when the first strangers arrived, they were welcomed with open arms by the people of the land. Those marvellous vessels, carrying so many of the strangers at the same time over the dangerous roaring waters, very long distances from what he had been told, they were nothing short of incredible, and the people who first saw those vessels were rightly struck with awe. And the strangers that came in the vessels were friendly, and brought with them tools, iron tools far better than the bronze tools the people could procure on their own, tools that they would glad trade for the pelts, maize and what other small things the people could offer. Thus when more strangers followed, who also brought tools that were not for trade but for their own use, and who started to build a village made from wooden logs on the banks of the river, none of the people would protest, thinking this to be yet another blessing that the strangers would bring to the people. And the people traded with the strangers for what they would share, and were content.
But when the time came for the salmons to tread their dance up the river, and the people went merrily to the banks of the river to catch them, the strangers would suddenly stand in their way, saying these lands now belonged to the strangers, and that the people were not allowed to go there to fish anymore. And the people were confused, for how could anyone own the land itself, the Mother-of-all? But the strangers would not listen to reason. And so the blessing of the strangers turned to a curse that had fallen on the people, for what good would the new knife be that cuts the fish, if there is but little fish to cut?
And how could the people set themselves up against the strangers that come not only with iron knifes for cutting fish, but also with swords and pikes for cutting people? Some of the younger, more hot-tempered of the warriors would not listen to the reason and wisdom of the elders, and tried to force their way onto the fishing grounds, only to be killed or chased away by the strangers with their weapons. And by doing so, the superior, condescending attitude of the strangers towards the people, much like a seasoned old warrior towards a young scout just into his manhood, turned into true animosity and enmity. In some places, or so he had heard, some of the tribes of the people had been forced to flee from their lands, away from the retaliations of the strangers.
The man had watched the scene below for several days now, watching without being seen, thinking, trying to make sense out of the chaos that had befallen the people, of these strangers and their strange ways. The strangers were clearly a real threat to the people, much like the foxes living near the ferret’s nest. And yet those same strangers held so much promise, knowledge that would benefit the people in a multitude of ways, and goods from across the roaring waters.
Finally making his decision, he swiftly stood and disappeared down the dirt track, away from the valley and the incessant clamor of the strangers and back towards the village of his own people. He, Uncas, sachem of the Mohegan, would lead his people across this tumbling river of chaos, along a path of slippery stones where each step would be dangerous. But there would be no turning back, no staying behind, for then the raging forest fires on this side, with the current situation, would doom them all.
Two squirrels were racing each other up and down a mighty pine tree trunk, up and down, constantly staying opposite one another while still trying to catch their opponent in the game unawares. The silent man on the ground below leisurely watched their game for a while, up and down, up and down again, before returning his eyes to the by now far too familiar view in the valley below him. What a fitting analogy, he thought grimly. The squirrels are mock-fighting over trivialities, little things that will shrink to insignificance when the eagle decides to strike from above. And even as we know this and laugh at them, we are no different.
In the early morning the scene below was just coming to life, the clamor of hammers and saws drifting up the valley slope mingled with the sounds of voices, shouting and laughing in the merriment a beautiful spring day inevitably brings. Yet the man watching was not merry, nor content. The scene below was but one of many such scenes, or so he was told. Down in the valley, along the banks of the river just before its final meandering towards the sea, were some of the finest fishing grounds of his people, or used to be in any case. Before the strangers.
At first, back when the first strangers arrived, they were welcomed with open arms by the people of the land. Those marvellous vessels, carrying so many of the strangers at the same time over the dangerous roaring waters, very long distances from what he had been told, they were nothing short of incredible, and the people who first saw those vessels were rightly struck with awe. And the strangers that came in the vessels were friendly, and brought with them tools, iron tools far better than the bronze tools the people could procure on their own, tools that they would glad trade for the pelts, maize and what other small things the people could offer. Thus when more strangers followed, who also brought tools that were not for trade but for their own use, and who started to build a village made from wooden logs on the banks of the river, none of the people would protest, thinking this to be yet another blessing that the strangers would bring to the people. And the people traded with the strangers for what they would share, and were content.
But when the time came for the salmons to tread their dance up the river, and the people went merrily to the banks of the river to catch them, the strangers would suddenly stand in their way, saying these lands now belonged to the strangers, and that the people were not allowed to go there to fish anymore. And the people were confused, for how could anyone own the land itself, the Mother-of-all? But the strangers would not listen to reason. And so the blessing of the strangers turned to a curse that had fallen on the people, for what good would the new knife be that cuts the fish, if there is but little fish to cut?
And how could the people set themselves up against the strangers that come not only with iron knifes for cutting fish, but also with swords and pikes for cutting people? Some of the younger, more hot-tempered of the warriors would not listen to the reason and wisdom of the elders, and tried to force their way onto the fishing grounds, only to be killed or chased away by the strangers with their weapons. And by doing so, the superior, condescending attitude of the strangers towards the people, much like a seasoned old warrior towards a young scout just into his manhood, turned into true animosity and enmity. In some places, or so he had heard, some of the tribes of the people had been forced to flee from their lands, away from the retaliations of the strangers.
The man had watched the scene below for several days now, watching without being seen, thinking, trying to make sense out of the chaos that had befallen the people, of these strangers and their strange ways. The strangers were clearly a real threat to the people, much like the foxes living near the ferret’s nest. And yet those same strangers held so much promise, knowledge that would benefit the people in a multitude of ways, and goods from across the roaring waters.
Finally making his decision, he swiftly stood and disappeared down the dirt track, away from the valley and the incessant clamor of the strangers and back towards the village of his own people. He, Uncas, sachem of the Mohegan, would lead his people across this tumbling river of chaos, along a path of slippery stones where each step would be dangerous. But there would be no turning back, no staying behind, for then the raging forest fires on this side, with the current situation, would doom them all.
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Allright, what about this: Nations not having a shore by the Mediterranean are automatically allowed to trade in the area (unless stated otherweise) without demands of favouritism, as long as they trade with the nations of the League.
EDIT: This sounds good to me, so I added it to the treaty above. Tell me your opinions in the future as well though, I don't want to destroy the trading in the Mediterranean, I want to increase it!
EDIT: This sounds good to me, so I added it to the treaty above. Tell me your opinions in the future as well though, I don't want to destroy the trading in the Mediterranean, I want to increase it!
OOC @ erez: You've met and traded with my people before, only they weren't a real nation then.
From: The Algonquian people
To: The Nortuguese colonists
We would welcome trade with you. But we think there are other benefits to be made for us both other than only trade. Will you sit in council with us?
OOC: I.e., let's talk some via PM, shall we?
EDIT: After Portugal, Nortugal, Froztugal, why not Westugal?
From: The Algonquian people
To: The Nortuguese colonists
We would welcome trade with you. But we think there are other benefits to be made for us both other than only trade. Will you sit in council with us?
OOC: I.e., let's talk some via PM, shall we?
EDIT: After Portugal, Nortugal, Froztugal, why not Westugal?
Symphony D.
Deity
TO: Dacoillyrian Empire
FROM: Khmer Empire
We require a clarification of what is meant by "trade with nations of the League" in Article 5. Its wording is ambiguous and implies exclusivity of trade with the League.
FROM: Khmer Empire
We require a clarification of what is meant by "trade with nations of the League" in Article 5. Its wording is ambiguous and implies exclusivity of trade with the League.
tossi
Der kleine Prinz
From: Phoenicia
To: Dacoillyria
Although we would appreciate the forming of a Mediterranean Trade League, we have problems understanding the proposal in its current form. As we understand it, such the League would greatly limit and hinder our world wide trade network. And this can't be the goal of such a League, right?
Phoenician merchant vessels are visiting places all over the world. These lands have at most minimal connact with the nations of the Mediterranean. We value our trade routes outside the Mediterranean as much as we value our tade routes inside the Mediterranean. We are constantly searching for new trade partners all over the world. All this should change?
Just in order to maintain our current trade network, we would have to make quite an effort and potential trade partners might become uninterested, as they would be forced to join the League first.
As we see it, the League would harm us more, then it would do us good.
EDIT:
I made a pause while writing this. Started right after the treaty. Doesn't take into account anything written afterwards.
To: Dacoillyria
Although we would appreciate the forming of a Mediterranean Trade League, we have problems understanding the proposal in its current form. As we understand it, such the League would greatly limit and hinder our world wide trade network. And this can't be the goal of such a League, right?
Phoenician merchant vessels are visiting places all over the world. These lands have at most minimal connact with the nations of the Mediterranean. We value our trade routes outside the Mediterranean as much as we value our tade routes inside the Mediterranean. We are constantly searching for new trade partners all over the world. All this should change?
Just in order to maintain our current trade network, we would have to make quite an effort and potential trade partners might become uninterested, as they would be forced to join the League first.
As we see it, the League would harm us more, then it would do us good.
EDIT:
I made a pause while writing this. Started right after the treaty. Doesn't take into account anything written afterwards.
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